Genres: BDSM, Torture, Dishonour, Bondage, Flogging
Video language: English
The Grand Inquisitor sits at his desk. The self-abuser is carried into the room locked in paired shackles, a bag fixed over her head. The metal collar holds her in location where all the women are held for interrogation directly in front of the Inquisitor. And as she’s measured her neck, boob, the depth of her cunt, the width and depth of her face hole she is constantly under the control of metal. The Grand Inquisitor admits no resistance.
Her training begins, the teaching of her innocent rose. She must wank for him. She must learn to take pain with her face frozen, blank, the howl of pain stuck inside, in the isolate of some unfathomable uninterrupted space.
He designs for her a construct of irritation and delight, using the tools of his trade. A primitive armchair a square post for her buttocks with wrists and ankles locked away from her. The repeated audio of a cane striking flesh. It’s nothing, a little discomfort, then a little more. A metal bit locked into her muzzle holds her head in rigid stillness as she comes for him.
The bars of the narrow standing cage compress her skin. Her neck is locked and still. He pokes and prods. He frightens her with and a lighter. He lights a fire beneath her feet. He punctures her constricting innocent pussy from behind. In every moment, the fact of her helplessness is made plain the metal about her neck, the cage, and the artificial cock buried in the body of her enfolded vulva.
Bilbos locked at her elbows and knees bend her joints into one position only. Pulling her chain, he drags her kisser to his crotch. She learns to suck penis, how to use her lips and tongue. He leaves her then, locked this way, with her not-so-innocent vulva speared as she lies vulnerable on the floor.
Format: true
Duration: 38:51
Video: 640×480, RV40
Audio: 94kbps